The days just prior to marriage are like a snappy introduction to a tedious book.
I had never considered marriage, but I had an open mind, and I was to learn after a brief try at it that most open minds should be closed for repairs.
There is something about a closet that makes a skeleton terribly restless.
The difference between chirping out of turn and a faux pas depends on what kind of a bar you're in.
God help those who do not help themselves.
He's the only man I ever knew who had rubber pockets so he could steal soup.